Warm and toasty,
I sit by the fire.
I eat beer brats on hotdog buns,
mustard and potato salad.
I watch college football.
The leaves dance in my backyard.
My lovely wife comes in the door.
Off she takes me to the antique store.
We are looking for treasures.
She tells me of her travel in foreign lands.
We are holding hands.
We grocery shop late in the afternoon.
The maddening crowds have thinned by then.
All my weekly chores are done.
Now is the time for weekend fun.
Once the groceries are unpacked.
We settle down and have a snack.
My wife and I relax.
Together, on this lovely November afternoon.